The train was running, accompanied by the rhythmic "click" of the rails rubbing, Gong Fan held his chin and looked at the scenery that was constantly regressing in front of him. There was always an elusive smile on his face.

"Dear passengers, this train will arrive at the terminal station Binhai City in 30 minutes. Please prepare." The beautiful voice of the conductor came from the speaker of the car. However, Gong Fan's thoughts were not recalled.

"I'm eighteen years old, I'm finally about to start." Gong Fan was excited.

He is a reborn person, but not a rebirth of his original body, but more like a resurrection of the soul through a corpse. This body is not his original body, but a teenager named Gong Fan.

Although this will not have much impact on the rebirth, the city where Gong Fan is located is not the Binhai City he is familiar with. In order to develop better, he must return to the Binhai City where he was in his previous life.

But what frustrated him was that after his rebirth, his memories of his previous life quickly disappeared at an unimaginable speed, which made him panic. After all, no one can still remember what food he had eaten one day ten years ago, right?

However, the rebirth has more insights and more ways to deal with problems than ordinary people. After all, he patted the big backpack beside him and Gong Fan smiled slightly.

There is a note that he has accumulated over the years! When he first arrived in this world, in order to avoid forgetting things in the future, Gong Fan did not show off his skills before he was eighteen years old. Instead, he recorded many things in detail, and even if all the memories of his previous life disappeared in the future, it would not have any impact.

The reason why he did not return to Binhai City early was because of a half-aged child who didn’t even have an ID card. Even if he had a prophet who was more than others, what could he do? So, after completing his notes, he chose to return to Binhai City alone at the age of 18!

"1991, this is my beginning! My life must be wonderful!" After leaving the platform, Gong Fan put on a pergola in his hand and looked at the vicious sun in July, and a strange smile appeared on his face. With his already vague memories, he was going to take a No. 5 bus to find a cheap place to live in the city.

There was a thin figure in the army of waiting for the car. Gong Fanduo was dissatisfied with this body, but when he woke up, his body had almost been fixed. No matter how much exercise he was, it would not only not make him strong, but it made him extremely painful. Sometimes, he even doubted whether this body was already sick?

There are few cars and many people, and the crowded crowd makes Gong Fan feel a little breathless, but compared to the beauty of the future, this little bit of pain is nothing.

Although there were many people, Gong Fan suddenly felt that he was being squeezed so hard that he was shocked. In this case, he turned around quickly and was frightened to find that his bag of notes and some cash had fallen into the hands of a short young man!

The short young man obviously didn't realize that the thin boy was so agile, and was a little surprised. Just as Gong Fan was about to call for help, a tall young man next to him pushed Gong Fan over, and the two of them rushed out of the crowd!

"Catch the thief!" Frightened and despaired, like a poisonous snake entwined Gong Fan's heart. A face was completely distorted because of panic. He screamed.

The crowd waiting for the car was also startled by the sudden incident and retreated one after another, but no one came forward to help him.

Gong Fan forced himself to hold up his body, and had no time to take care of the indifferent crowd, and chased them towards them. That note was his life and he would never be missed!

However, the two thieves seemed to be routine offenders, and they did have the capital to commit crimes. They ran very fast and pulled Gong Fan, who was carrying heavy burdens, farther and farther away. Gong Fan, who was anxious, ignored his feet and tripped on the ground with a "splash". Seeing that the two thieves were about to disappear from their sight, something called despair filled Gong Fan's whole heart.

"It's over!"

But at this moment, it seemed that God was favoring Gong Fan, the reborn man. He vaguely saw a tall boy wearing a middle school uniform walking from the bookstore toward the station with a bunch of books.

The tall young man quickly bypassed the boy and ran away, but the short young man holding his notes pretended to be with the boy who could not dodge, and the books in his hand were spread all over the floor.

But the next scene left Gong Fan stunned.

The young man suddenly flew up and kicked the short young man in the chest, then stepped forward and slashed his neck with a knife, directly slashing the thief unconscious. As if he was afraid that his own book would be trampled, the tall young man hurriedly packed up his books scattered on the ground and pieced it aside, then sorted out his bag, looked at the crowd and shouted loudly, "Whose thing is this?"

Seeing that his notes were gone and returned, Gong Fan felt relieved, and he climbed up with his hands and feet, and ran to the boy.

"This...is...mine!" Gong Fan said breathlessly while wearing thick clothes, but he hated his weak body.

"Oh? Yours? How do you prove it?" This boy who was obviously a middle school student had a good appearance. He was considered a handsome guy. He just kept the mushroom head like Aaron Kwok, which made Gong Fan look a little funny.

"There is a copy of "Kangxi Dictionary" inside." In order to conceal people's eyes, Gong Fan replaced the outer skin of the note with the Kangxi Dictionary. After some conspiracy before coming to Binhai, this note looked exactly the same as a brand new "Kangxi Dictionary".

The young man nodded. When he bumped into a short young man just now, his book was dispersed and the things in the bag fell out. Naturally, he saw something. "It's true, why did you say you're fine and put such a big dictionary with money? What did the thief think it was something valuable?" After that, he returned the bag to Gong Fan.

He opened the bag eagerly and looked at the familiar skin. Gong Fan breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Lianlian: "Student, what's your name? I must thank you very much in the future." At this time, Gong Fan looked at the boy in front of him, feeling inexplicably moved, thinking that people in the 1990s were still very righteous and were not as cold as those in the future. When he succeeded, he must support him.

"Hey, you guy, I'm not helping you thank me." The boy waved his hand very proudly, turned his head and shouted to more and more micro-spectators: "Don't look, it's all gone. Call the police and send the thief to the police station. He caught one, and the other couldn't escape." He turned to Gong Fan and said, "Forget the name, if you really want to know, call me...uh... members of the Communist Youth League."

Hearing him say this, Gong Fan's face turned aside, but he didn't know what to say. When he was stunned, the tall boy was already holding his own book and squeezed out of the crowd. But when he passed by Gong Fan, Gong Fan seemed to see that there were also several Kangxi dictionaries in the pile of books he was holding.

Gong Fan smiled and shook his head, thinking, "I'm really destined to do it." He watched the young man who did good deeds without leaving his name and boarded the No. 5 bus and left.

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That night, Gong Fan, who had spent a whole afternoon renting a house, couldn't wait to open his notes, after all, something big was about to begin.

But……

"This!" Looking at the dictionary in front of you, Gong Fan felt a stuffy chest, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Gong Fan found in despair that his notes had actually become a "Kangxi Dictionary" that was like a fake one!
Chapter completed!